A/N - We had to write three descriptive sentences, once each for heat, stench and col. We were supposed to make the reader feel it

The heat is a slow, expanding tyranny, throbbing slick down your skin and stuck in your throat like some moist tumor from the sun.

The stench of rot permeates the senses like fog, batters you braindead on the thick, intoxicating fumes.

The cold is a frozen hurricane of needles and knives to tear through your skin, your blood, and your bones and leave you gasping for air.